In the era of fetal wear, she became the first socialite in Hong Kong

When Fu Ziyan heard this gossip, she was sitting in the car that her third aunt came to pick her up.

Hearing this, he couldn't help but be shocked for a moment: "The Xiang family really knows how to have fun!"

Orthopedics!

This was in the late 1970s. Even if there was no blood relationship, this was no small matter. It was a major scandal that could circulate in the wealthy circle for many years.

Fu Qifei also frowned and sighed, "The fight over the Xiang family's inheritance is such a drama every day. I'm amazed. Who knew such things could happen? Right now, this matter hasn't even reached the old man's ears. I guess someone is planning a big move on tomorrow's birthday party. If it weren't for the old man's birthday party, I really don't want to bring Chenchen to see all this dirty stuff."

Fu Ziyan had a different opinion on this: "If my aunt knows, wouldn't Mr. Xiang know it?"

The gambling king is old and has yet to announce his successor because he wants to hold the power in his hands high and mighty. He watches coldly the four children and grandchildren fighting each other like raising Gu to produce a Gu King. Moreover, he has made a promise not to allow his descendants to kill each other, and those who violate the rules will be removed from the list of heirs.

It's simply having both.

How could such a power-obsessed patriarch not pay attention to what is happening around his children and grandchildren who are fighting fiercely?

Fu Qifei chuckled, "Yan Yan, the tactics you've seen are far too blatant. The Xiang family is constantly fighting, hiding countless secrets from the old man. This particular incident, in particular, wouldn't be a big deal if it were revealed at any other time. It had to happen on his birthday to maximize the problem. Right now, the Xiang family is united in concealing the old man's secrets, waiting to present a 'gift' to celebrate his birthday tomorrow."

"Auntie, do you regret it?"

My father and grandfather tried to dissuade her at that time, but my third aunt insisted on continuing.

"Do you regret it?" Fu Qifei curled his lips and said without hesitation, "I will never regret it, Yanyan. Don't regret your moves. Only when you keep your heart forward can you have a bright future."

"Don't be fooled by the Xiang family members fighting like black-eyed chickens. They are just playing tricks. I am watching the show. As long as I don't get involved, they won't dare to touch me. It doesn't matter who wins or loses. Chenchen's grandfather is the eldest son. No matter what, as the eldest son and only grandson, Chenchen will not suffer any loss in the future, and neither will I."

"As for the gossip about Xiang Jiapeng going out and hunting for beauties, I secretly fanned the flames when the other rooms were exposed." Fu Qifei winked mischievously, "He's most pleasing when he's being humble and coaxing people, and it also helps Chenchen's assets expand step by step."

Fu Ziyan: "...Aunt, you don't mind at all?!!"

"He's still good-looking now, and I haven't had enough fun with him yet. Wait another two years until his looks fade, and I'll take advantage of the situation to play with other young people. I don't think he'll dare to say much," Fu Qifei smiled brightly, "killing two birds with one stone."

There are three thousand beauties in the harem, and it is not certain who is whose beauty.

Fu Ziyan was stunned.

Fu Ziyan was silent.

Fu Ziyan was quiet until she arrived at Fu's house.

Apart from anything else, my third aunt’s ideas are quite advanced and she is a role model for our generation.

"Is it okay for Yanyan to live alone?" Fu Qifei got out of the car and wandered into the house for a while, selectively ignoring the servants and bodyguards in the mansion, frowning with concern, "How about I bring Chenchen to accompany you?"

It’s such a big house and my niece is not that old.

Fu Ziyan shook her head: "I'm fine on my own. I'm used to it in the UK these past few years. But if you want, come over."

"You can do it yourself. Tell the bodyguard to be alert. I won't bring Chenchen to live with me. I have some things to do at home for the birthday party tomorrow." Fu Qifei was really busy as she said. She only had lunch with Fu Ziyan and then left in the car.

Fu Ziyan sat on the rocking chair in the garden, looking through the information compiled by the housekeeper. She had not been in contact with the Macau circle for a long time, so she had to understand some private taboos in advance.

In fact, she came to Macau a few months ago, but she did not stay overnight. She only inspected and held a meeting at the Yuan Xi Hotel and left for Singapore that afternoon.

"Miss, Mr. Sunny's assistant has sent you a letter inviting you to meet him." The butler suddenly came in to report.

Fu Ziyan was a little surprised and nodded: "Wednesday is free, let's make an appointment for Thursday. You can ask someone to investigate the reason."

"Yes."